"But..."
Qian Daoliu The helplessness in his eyes quickly disappeared, replaced by a firmness and determination that had gone through vicissitudes of life and seen through life and death.
"This is also what we expected."
He took a deep breath, his expression became extremely solemn, and a bright and sacred light burst out from his molten gold eyes, as if there was a blazing holy flame burning in them.
He no longer tried to hide it at all, and the majestic aura belonging to Level 99 Limit Douluo rose into the sky, briefly forcing back the extreme chill that had pervaded Snow Empress.
His gaze was like a torch, locked firmly on Snow Empress, and his voice was like a great bell, with the solemnity of a martyr:
"For our great cause, for the country and future that the dead deserve..."
He bowed slightly and performed an ancient and solemn etiquette.
"I, Angel Douluo Qian Daoliu, please Snow Empress--go to death!"
In order to show his respect for this worthy opponent and the true master of this land, he reported his long-lasting title and real name.
Angel Douluo, Qian Daoliu!
This name, like a thunder, exploded in Snow Empress's mind.
She has survived for too long, and the so-called geniuses and strong men among humans are like the crucian carp crossing the river. Only a few can leave a mark on her long life.
However, Level 99 Limit Douluo is the pinnacle of human Soul Master, especially in that era ten thousand years ago, when Spirit Hall was overwhelming the mainland, and when Angel God was still glorious, the ruling elder known as "Invincible of the Sky", Qian Daoliu.
He is definitely qualified to be remembered by Snow Empress.
"Qian Daoliu?"
Snow Empress's ice blue eyes showed obvious fluctuations for the first time, which were ripples mixed with surprise and surprise.
"Didn't you... die thousands of years ago?"
The doubt only lasted for a moment, and her ice-smart mind immediately connected the clues.
"Sure enough... you are not human beings, you are the group of... aliens that appeared and came back from the dead in recent years?"
She used a question, but her tone was extremely certain.
Even though he understood the origin of the other party, Snow Empress still felt a storm in his heart.
Qian Daoliu, this is the strong man who truly stood at the pinnacle of the continent ten thousand years ago.
As the high priest of Angel God, in the era when Spirit Hall still existed and Angel Godhood was intact, he was a true demigod who could use some of Angel Divine Power.
Snow Empress clearly remembers that in that era, even the proud Beast God Di Tian of Star Dou Great Forest had to be cautious when facing Qian Daoliu who could seduce Angel Divine Power. It was hard to say that he would win.
Because of this, when Spirit Hall was at its peak ten thousand years ago, both Star Dou Great Forest and they, Extreme North, chose silence and dormancy, and were far less active than they are now.
Today's prosperity of Star Dou Great Forest, most of the Ferocious Beast gradually grew up due to some kind of chance in the ten thousand years after the destruction of the Spirit Hall and War of the Three Gods.
Therefore, when it was confirmed that the person in front of him was Qian Daoliu, instead of feeling fear, Snow Empress felt a strong sense of joy in his heart.
Fortunately, I didn't rely on any exaggeration. The moment I sensed the unfathomable strength of the opponent, I activated the celestial phenomena without hesitation and summoned the power of the entire Far North.
Although it is rumored that Angel Godhood was broken ten thousand years ago, and Qian Daoliu should no longer be able to use Angel Divine Power, but... one should be afraid of the unexpected.
When facing a former demigod, one cannot be too cautious.
"Very good."
Snow Empress The chill in the whole body rose again, and the suspended ice crystal dust made an increasingly sharp buzz.
"For someone like you to be able to 'resurrection' from the dead and be willing to be driven by it, it seems that your ambition is not small, but if you want to take my life, you Qian Daoliu... are not enough."
Snow Empress's words clearly reached Qian Daoliu's ears.
He understood that Snow Empress regarded them as puppets and tools that were resurrected and driven by a mastermind behind the scenes.
A trace of indescribable complex emotions flashed through the depths of his eyes.
Driven?
No, that's not the case.
At least for him, for those of them who retain intact memories and wills, it is not a simple drive.
Even they themselves cannot know exactly where the great power that reversed life and death and reawakened them from the dust of history came from and what its purpose was.
The existence in the dark seemed to be just an indifferent observer, giving them a "second life" and no longer interfering.
But that doesn't matter.
Qian Daoliu has no desire to explain and thinks it is unnecessary.
For these beings who have crossed the boundary between life and death, the reasons for the process are far less important than the fait accompli.
Living out the second life is an indisputable fact.
This "gift", no matter what kind of calculation is hidden behind it, he is... grateful.
Yes, grateful.
Because of this second life, he was able to know what a bleak ending the once glorious Spirit Hall, which had carried his life's beliefs and efforts, ended in after his "fall".
Let him know how his granddaughter Qian Renxue, who had placed all his hope and pride on her, died with hatred after her divine throne was shattered.
He "saw" with his own eyes how Angel Divine Light, which once illuminated the continent and symbolized order and justice, was completely extinguished and reduced to the embers of history.
This truth has been burning his soul day and night since his resurrection.
He, Qian Daoliu, dedicated his life to the Spirit Hall, believed in Angel God devoutly, and guarded the order and glory of the mainland.
He once thought that the faith between the Spirit Hall and angels would be as eternal as the sun.
But reality gave him the cruelest blow - his faith collapsed, his inheritance was severed, his foundation was destroyed, and his bloodline was covered in dust.
How can he not be angry about this? How can he be reconciled?!
This overwhelming anger and endless unwillingness turned into the most determined obsession and the coldest motivation from the moment he recovered.
A world without Spirit Hall and Angel God is not the world he wants.
This world, which has lost divine guidance and has fallen into chaos and strife, needs to be "corrected" and reshaped.
Therefore, after his resurrection, he put aside his pride and principles as the ruling elder, Limit Douluo, and secretly gathered all the forces who were revived by "True Blood of Myriad Karmas" and were willing to follow him.
Whether they are enemies from ten thousand years ago or strangers, as long as they have the same goal, we can unite.
They put aside their previous differences and jointly founded "Wangsheng Hall".
They are no longer the dust of history, but want to return from the kingdom of death and create with their own hands a new world that belongs to them, the "returnees", and that conforms to the ideal blueprint in their hearts.
Extreme North, with vast resources, special environment and far away from human Core Area domain, is the most ideal Qidian to establish the "Kingdom of the Dead".
And Snow Empress, the master of Far North, is the biggest obstacle that must be cleared in their plan.